Ya Flirtn with death What’s next Loaded the next dreaded tech End up with a hole in ya neck Take a bet that I take a breath in my next set while I’m fully wrecked Still as sharp as a barb wire fence. Ya flirt with death What’s next still part time wired as my time expires I’m rollin on flat car tyres this must my time and why am I still here trying, everyone around us all dying this must be my time to take the lime light, I’m fucking blind I’m outta sight, I’m outta bite that I’d be bringing to a knife fight, you don’t know what I’m like, sike I’d rather swipe right at the dikes be on white trike bikes looking for cherry ripes, this is my type Bitch I’m riding rainbows I’m my next life Ruby Steve I’m riding tie I die I’m flirting with death What’s next I’m drowning, a wrecked mess There’s something wrong with my head The demons follow me I’m not scared I’m bleeding on my bed, cut from limb to limb Used razors fill my bin It’s so not like him But I seen him singe his chin To feel the pain of the flame I seen a grin from the one bottle him As they throttle him Any one think they shot at him As they forgot about him The 4 horseman Trott around him The lights go dim for a bit as the future looks grim for him